His father, a high school principal, and his mother, a homemaker, had liquidated a small piece of ancestral land in Kerala to make that $20,000 possible. To the US visa officer, it was a number. To Aarav, it was his grandmother’s paddy field.
For the first time, she looked interested. "You've contacted a professor?"
She typed. "And what does your father do?" wpi i20
The WPI I-20 had opened a door. Now, he had to walk through it—and bring the key back home.
She scanned the document, her eyes darting to Section 7. "Worcester Polytechnic Institute. Good school. Robotics Engineering." She looked up. "Who is funding you?" His father, a high school principal, and his
She took the email, read it, and her posture softened.
He had rehearsed this with his mentor, a WPI alum named Priya who now ran a supply chain analytics firm in Pune. For the first time, she looked interested
"You sold land for this?" she asked, her voice neutral.